Inventory

>look
You are in a dusty alcove. Nearby is something that makes your groin itch.

>check inventory
You are carrying:
A birb
A paperclip
A Milk Crate repurposed to be a chair in the back of a busy kitchen
A pre-production sample of Fruit Roll-Ups
A temporary restraining order for the person of your choosing
A maximum of four juggling balls
An array of light bulbs currently depicting a peacock
A lost soul
A Behelit
A twinkling star

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